Storm Runner

As a wolfwalker, Dion made an ideal border scout. She could experience the woods and mountains through the senses of her companion, the wolf Gray Hishn – even the wild wolves fed her their impressions. And that was how she knew that in the beleaguered lands across the border, something unspeakable was happening. Not just people, but the wolves were fleeing in droves. And the lupine packsong, which echoed through the Ancient's mountains, haunted Dion's mind with grief.

But the wolves who remained behind, across the wide, rushing river, had cut Dion off from their minds. She could not hear their voices. Nothing but their despair leaked through. Dion knew that time was running out for the people on the other side of the border – and for wolves everywhere. Her only hope lay with an ancient rite that had remained untested for generations... the Calling of the Wolves!